I stepped forward and wanted to see the faces of the two people in the dark, the man must be Zhang Ruolei, but what about the woman? I walked towards her, and all I could hear was her wheezing, whirring around the room like a bellows. I walked over to her step by step, her face sunk deep into the mattress and pillow, and then Zhang Ruolei turned his head to see me, he looked at me, and then at the woman under him, with a blank expression.

My heart pounded like a drum, and I felt like I was close to the truth in the next second, and then a great darkness rushed towards me, like a huge cloak, and I instinctively ducked, sat up, and sat at the head of the bed gasping for breath.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Ruolei was awakened by me again.

"Nightmares again?"

He handed me a glass of water, and I took a sip, sweat all over my forehead.

"It's alright,"

I cursed in my heart, I can make a TV series in a dream, what the hell, maybe I've been doing too much and too tired lately. I don't want to talk about my dream, I'm afraid that he will be smug because of this, I care about him so much, or he blames me for making a fuss, or like Huaihai, who takes me for neuroticism in his heart.

None of the outcomes were what I wanted.

Zhang Ruolei hugged me, I obediently snuggled into his arms, neither of them knew what to say, just quietly leaned on each other like that, but my mind kept changing the scene in the dream just now, the woman, me, and Zhang Ruolei panicked, dazed and ignorant expression.

I really want to see that woman's face, who the hell is she? Even in my dreams, I don't want her to kidnap my man.

I haven't slept well for a few days, my spirit is unusually haggard, and the hurricane has been firmly established, just waiting for a special press conference that day, the administration and relevant departments are in full swing, this matter Zhang Ruolei didn't let me touch, saying that it was to let me feel at ease and prepare to be a bride, and I didn't plan to make me too tired, Huaihai became his right-hand man, and the two were often locked in the office to discuss a detail until late.

I often look closely in the shadows, trying to catch intriguing clues from the men or on their faces, or smell the slightest hint of danger or prey like a hound.

However, both seem to be natural hidden masters, and everything is business as usual.

This frustrates me. At the same time, I wonder if I have made the same mistakes that many women often make--- and I am suspicious.

Suspicion gives rise to dark ghosts, and without ghosts, you can imagine ghosts in your heart. And being tormented by a ghost of your own imagination is often more terrifying, because it is never concrete and does not exist, but it can torture you to the point of describing it like something that really exists.

One day the two of them worked overtime, I went in and sat for a while, they argued about a detail, I saw that Huaihai was obviously suppressing himself, he didn't dare to be too much in front of the person who rewarded him with a golden job after being released from prison, but he wanted to be stubborn, Huaihai tried very hard to persuade Zhang Ruolei, but he didn't know that Zhang Ruolei was the kind of person who didn't give up until he didn't reach the Yellow River, didn't hit the south wall and didn't look back. Even more stubborn than him.

What Zhang Ruolei wants to do, so far, no one has been able to successfully stop it.

I think Huaihai if

If you want to stay by Zhang Ruolei's side for a long time, you should know more about him.

In order to ease the tension, I proposed to order dinner for them, but neither of them responded enthusiastically, and Zhang Ruolei also advised me to go home early, it seems that today's work is not going too well, and they are likely to survive the night.

I looked up at him, he was tired these days, his white shirt was no longer crisp, it hung loosely over his shoulders, one sleeve was rolled up high, revealing his thick forearm, while the other button had been opened, loosely surrounding his wrist, his eyes were bloodshot, the cold meal of noon had not been eaten, and he stood alone on the side.

I walked over and helped him tidy up his desk, but he stopped me and told someone else to clean it up later.

I smiled and glanced at the latter, and said where else is there? Except for a few people in the design department who are working overtime, everyone else has already left work.

He let go of his hand, I walked out the door, found a black garbage bag in the cleaning room, and went back to pour the leftover lunch box and cigarette butts full of ashtrays into it, the fine crumbs of cigarette ash rose briefly in the garbage bag, and a choking nicotine smell was quickly wrapped in black plastic, I squeezed the mouth of the bag and wrinkled my nose.

"Smoke less."

After instructing, when they came in again, their expressions eased a lot. I stood aside, feeling at a loss, so I took my leave.

"Did someone send you?"

He asked me.

"I hailed a taxi."

"Call me when it's time to be safe."

I turned around and threw an affectionate glance at him. He's so busy remembering these details, which I haven't enjoyed in my previous marriages.

I walked over, he came up, hugged me, did not shy away from Huaihai, and kissed me on the cheek.

"You too, end early, work is not over, and there is tomorrow."

He nodded and sent me out.

"Remember to have dinner."

"Don't worry."

His big hand was on my lower back, and the temperature of his palm quickly passed from the waist. I remember one time when I was feeling a stomachache because of my menstrual cycle, he quickly rubbed it with both palms, then placed it on my lower abdomen, and then put it on my lower back in the same way.

When I went out, I knew that it was almost early winter outside, a first quarter moon hung lonely in the air, and the taxi called by mobile phone software was waiting at the gate early, I subconsciously wrapped my coat to fight against the cold wave in the north, and I couldn't help but take a few steps under my feet, confirmed the other party's license plate, and then opened the door and got into the car.

The company is located in the suburbs of the city, which was originally a large wasteland, uninhabited, Zhang Fusheng was quite far-sighted, at the beginning of his career, almost all his net worth and the town government in charge here at that time bought this land at a low price, built a large factory area, at the beginning there was no such a luxurious office building. After the factory was built, the area gradually became popular. Especially in recent years, the city has continued to expand outward, and it has long since changed from a neglected city to an urban nouveau riche. Contrary to the so-called city center and financial hinterland, which have gradually degenerated into old towns,

It looks like it's a bit of a decadence.

Halfway through the drive, I suddenly changed my mind.

"Can you change course?"

I asked.

I know that the car called by this kind of ride-hailing software generally needs to be charged according to the established route, and the ride billing is also charged according to the established route of the person.

"Yes, you can wait."

Saying that, the driver drove the car smoothly into the slow lane, manually operated the software, and then turned to me and asked, Miss, where are you going.

It dawned on me and I quickly told me the exact location. I know that Zhang Ruolei likes to eat mackerel stuffed dumplings there, and there is a kind of mushroom soup, which tastes good. I called to make a reservation so I could get there and send them there, so I didn't bother much as I was a regular customer.

As soon as I entered the lobby when I arrived at the hotel, the lobby manager greeted me with a smile and a full set of meals in my hand, and told me to add an extra pair of tableware for me in case of emergency.

I smiled and took it, of course, I didn't forget to praise her for being considerate, after paying, I turned around and went out, imagining that Zhang Ruolei saw me go and returned, carrying food in his hand, and his face must be beautiful.

Somehow, I don't even feel how hard the wind is in early winter. The car returned the same way, I asked the driver if he could wait for me here for a while, he didn't agree, said that this season, this time is the time to work, I was not reluctant, went upstairs, and saw an engineer in the design department was taking a few apprentices there to talk about the direction of a line.

Bypassing the open office area of the design department and walking a little further to Zhang Ruolei's office, I quickened my pace, eager to see the surprise and surprise on his face when he saw me as soon as possible.

But almost immediately my pace slowed down.

How? Is the light in his office turned off?

I was skeptical, and I turned around and wanted to arrest someone to ask, but I didn't think it was appropriate, or at least it hurt my face too much.

I had to go down, everyone got off work there, and the general manager's office extended to the chairman's office, opposite the finance department, several core and departments that need to communicate often are on this floor, and next to the finance department is Lao Bai's office.

Obviously, these offices are now empty, and the chairman's office has been closed for many years because Zhang Fusheng has been ill, and he only goes in every day for routine cleaning.

So that piece now looks like a giant black hole.

I walked over anyway, pushed open his door, and he left it unlocked, and turned on the light, and saw that it was empty.

Where did they go?

I was suspicious, and a little girl from the design department came over at some point.

"Mr. Mei."

I was startled, but immediately regained my composure.

"Mr. Zhang went out, Manager Huai left first, and then Mr. Zhang also left, and he didn't explain where he went before leaving."

"Oh. Didn't they go out together? ”

"It's not. Not long after you left, Manager Huai also left. Zhang was always the last to go. ”

"Oh."

I replied blankly, and my heart sank. Looking at the things in my hand again, it was really embarrassing, and I was most afraid of showing the wrong relationship with anyone. I don't want to, I made a mistake again.

"Okay, you go get busy, I know."

The other party closed the door and withdrew, the room was still filled with a strong smell of cigarettes, he shouldn't have gone far, but this city is so big, and I'm not a hound, if you don't ask, he won't tell me, it's really impossible to know where he's busy at the moment.

Why not just ask him?

But before leaving, he deliberately told me that he might work overtime and stay up all night. It was the same for a few nights before that, so I didn't pay much attention to it. I put the dumplings on his desk and thought intently, at this time, women are unlikely to have too optimistic thoughts in their heads.

For example, I suddenly remembered that when I was with Huaihai, our relationship was very weak later, and the beginning of the weak relationship began with his frequent business trips and overtime.

For me, this is definitely not a good sign.

(End of chapter)